Wilbur Waterley is a strange wizard who walks in seclusion and reality, with the face of a goat, coarse curled hair, pale yellow skin, and antennae and tail on the lower half of his body.

Of course, his more recognizable identity stems from the imprint of his bloodline than his bizarre appearance—his father is said to be Yogo Sototh, one of the most powerful outer gods in the depths of the stars.

Yogurt Sotos's most famous title is 'All-Knowing', and while it may be a bit exaggerated for wizards of legend and above, it is a title that is of little interest to ordinary people and low-level wizards.

It was surprising that the rat fairy was able to pull out the potion that Wilbur had concocted.

"Is there Wilbur's blood in it?" the wandering wizard whispered as he stared at the bubbles that looked like 'eyeballs' on the glass wall of the bottle with interest, "It is said that he was bitten by a pack of rabid dogs, and there is no residual poison in the blood......

"It's Wilbur's brother's blood," the rat fairy corrected, "Wilbur only concocted this potion from an ancient note circulated by the Watley family, and it cost me a lot of money to get it...... None of this is the point...... Do you need it?"

In the last sentence, it was clearly a little angry.

The other three wizards immediately took the flask and lit a potion on their eyelids.

Looking around again, the whole world is different.

The originally cold and dry alpine climate dissipated in an instant. Overhead, the sky darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun was scarlet, as if blood was surging in the sky.

Some of the fragile dimensions collapse in such an environment.

Flashes of light, small fragments slipped past several wizards, and no one tried to reach for them. Because as everyone knows, that's the last phantom sound left when the dimensional line breaks.

Opposite the crowd.

The towering mountain still stands, but it is no longer silent. In the thick belly of the mountain, there is a faint ominous murmur and rumbling sound, which seems very unnatural and makes people feel uncomfortable.

The bones of the giants leaning on the mountains are probably the only ones in this world that have not changed much. Even so, its left hand is very different from before.

After changing their perspectives, everyone finally saw that there was an extremely thin pitch-black silk thread that poked out of the void and was tied to Ju Zerosan's finger bones. At present, the coccyx and ring finger have just been bound and are extending to other bones.

The throbbing of life came along the silk thread, allowing the giant, who had fallen behind, to regain the power of turmoil.

The crowd stared at the thread.

After a long time, the wandering wizard was the first to speak: "I heard about it in the store...... Recently, many children in the school have been fond of drinking goat's milk. I thought it was an accident. Now it seems that the situation is much more complicated than I have heard. ”

"Last weekend, Colmar evicted a shadow in the North End. The Rat Immortal also added: "It is said that a wizard from the Northern District has lost control and has been invaded by an unknown being...... The shadow had dozens of fluttering tentacles, huge chunks of flesh like black clouds, and large mouths dripping with slime. ”

"The little genius who grew up on the pedestrian street lost a black goat. ”

Fei Rui subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the sky.

The gloomy clouds overhead seemed to be becoming more and more like pieces of flesh, as the rat fairy said.

He rubbed his little paws together and finally said the forbidden name: "It's really Him...... Nikolai...... Silk?"

"The black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of offspring?" Terry Duzem finally understood the words of several seniors, and his brows furrowed: "Why would he be involved in such a trivial matter with such an existence?"

For the vast majority of wizards in the wizarding world, an event that revolves around a large number of top registered wizards, many great wizards, as well as black prisons and demons, is undoubtedly a big event.

But for the legends who exist in the depths of the starry sky, this is just a little kid's play.

"They probably think it's funny and want to play a joke on us?" the wandering wizard chuckled.

"There is no such thing as humor in the sky...... They don't need a reason to do things. The rat immortal pinched the armrest of the agarwood, and his voice was much lower: "For them, there is no need for a reason to do what they want to do or what they don't want to do......

This answer silenced everyone.

The cold wind blew across the stone platform on the mountainside again, Fei Rui blinked his eyes, and at some point, the black clouds above his head had dissipated again, and the afterglow that had fallen into the sky was once again inlaid with a golden edge, and the mountain was quiet again, and the disturbing black thin line on the left hand of the giant's skeleton disappeared.

It touched its eyelids.

The potion has dissipated.

"Perhaps," the shortest member hesitated, raising his paws and suggesting, "Perhaps, we should go to the school to deal with this......

"School?" Terry Duzem yelled like a cat with its tail stepped on, "You want the school to know that I violated the ban to re-refine the 'artificial god'?

The wandering wizard also glanced at the little mouse at his feet.

"You remind me of a pheasant I killed when I was a kid. The old wizard said in a nostalgic tone, "You know, when the pheasant felt his head being put on the board, he stretched his neck a little longer...... Maybe it's just their instinct. But it made it easier for me to cut off its head. You're like that chicken on the chopping board right now. ”

Fei Rui touched the skin of the back of his neck and muttered, "...... However, I have a short neck. Stretches are not extended. ”

The joke is cold.

The rat fairy was carrying a wine bottle in his hand, and at some point he bit the cork and poured himself a few sips before sighing: "Sense of humor...... Not a pleasant word. ”

The wandering wizard's face changed drastically, he reached out and touched his pocket a few times, and then looked at the wine bottle in the hand of the rat fairy with a dark face: "When did you steal it?"

"Sense of humor!" the rat fairy raised his bottle, and instead of answering the wandering wizard's words, he sighed heavily, "just like Mark Twain once said...... Humor comes from sadness rather than happiness, and there is no humor in heaven. ”

"I didn't intend to tell the school about the existence of Big Zero-Three. Fei Rui also raised his little paw and added his own advice: "I mean...... We can help spread the word about the 'one' and get the school to deal with this problem first...... The school has the power to keep Him away from this world. ”

Terry Duzem's eyes lit up a little.

The wandering wizard smiled and tugged at the brim of his peaked hat, indicating that he was also interested in the suggestion.

Several wizards blew a cold wind on the boulder on the mountainside, and it was not until the sun completely disappeared into the sky and the moonlight began to smear the snow on the top of the mountain, that the elves on the arch woke up from their sleep again.

They rubbed their eyes, burrowed olive branches and laurel leaves, and in a chorus of praises, made the arch even bigger.

The four figures disappeared into the doorway one after another.

Only a few broken words were left with the wind.

"Doctor, why did you name it 'Big Zero Three'?"

"Huge, it's huge...... Refers to the existence that surpasses 'big' but is not yet 'legendary'...... Zero three, at a glance, is a numbered ......"

"Sure enough, it's the alchemist's consistent style......"

"That is to say, before the giant zero three, there are also giant zero one and giant zero two...... Or even giant zero?"

"Shut up! That's a silent clause! It's not something you should know!!"